Far Cry 5 Eli Novels & Stories

Something Kieran refused to fully explain— Which only made it matter more. Eli exhaled slowly. “…If you won’t tell me…” His fingers curled slightly. “…then I’ll remember it myself.” And this time— He didn’t wait. He closed his eyes. And let it come. At first— Nothing. Just darkness. Silence. Then— A sound. Laughter. Clear. Bright. Eli’s brows pulled together. “…That’s me…” But younger. Less guarded. He followed the sound— Not physically— But instinctively.

No one could stop me from filling his slutty hole with my cum. Elian seemed to pass out from the orgasm. I smirked. Like that could save his ass from me. I lifted his body from the floor, dropping him onto the bed, onto his stomach. I angled the tripod to the bed, setting his laptop into the bedside table. The live stream was filled with lewd praises, many of the viewers wishing they could have a turn with Elian. I snorted. As if that would ever happen. I picked up the whip I had dropped earlier. It came down hard on Elian’s ass, and a red welt appeared on his skin. Elian didn’t react.

No false charm. He offered his hand. “I’m Elian. New transfer. From the Northern Reach.” I stared at his hand. It was calloused,like he’d worked with his hands, not just magic. A scar ran along his knuckles, thin and white. He was… cute. Annoyingly so. Warm eyes. Gentle mouth. The kind of boy who probably smiled at stray cats and remembered everyone’s name. But I couldn’t smile back. Not now. Not when every kindness felt like a trap.

“I talked to Maverick. Alone. After Sebastian left.” Raina leaned forward. “And?” Fiona’s voice was quiet. “He admitted everything. It turns out that Maverick is Eli." She looked at her mom. She was shocked. "What are you talking about, Fiona? Eli, the Susan's child is dead. He died several years ago. I know you still see him in your dreams, sweetie, but I'm sorry." Fiona whipped my tears, sniffing. "Eli is alive, Mom. He survived that night..."

, Ellaine was cut off in midsentence. “You what?” “I don’t like to see anyone killing and dying.” She looked out of the window and stared at the green land. “If you can’t afford seeing that, you can’t survive here.” Finrod said a matter-of-factly. “After I have my medication, I’ll escort you personally out of this wilderness.” “If you can.” Ellaine whispered. “I can hear you.” “The devil!” She was going nuts because of this stubborn, stupid man.

"And that's why after you lost your memories and Big Bro lost the reason to not continue killing, he became ruthless. He drowned himself in both company and mafia works and never let himself get his closure, which is one of the reasons he was unable to ever move on from you. But like I said, destiny wanted you guys together, that's why Big Bro was unable to move on from you and you fell in love with him again." "I'm glad we are together now. I know everything comes with a price, but I just wish Elian didn't have to suffer so much throughout it all." Eltan gave me an assuring smile and said, "Well, you will just have to keep him happy for the rest of your life, right?" "Right." I returned his

It was war dressed in desire. Clothes fell. Fingers fumbled. Mouths burned. They made love like confession. Slow and bruising. It wasn’t about forgiveness—it was about release. Need. Fear. Survival. Afterward, tangled in sheets, Jayce whispered, “If I die, I want your name to be the last thing I taste.” Eli replied, “Then stop dying in pieces.” --- SCENE 5: A PROMISE IN SMOKE POV: Eli Mercer Location: Rooftop | Midnight

"We dated, or at least she thinks we did. It was just sex. I had needs when I traveled. It's been over for a long time, Riley. I promise. You are mine and the only one I want. We all have a history." "You're right. I just need to calm down." "I know how to calm you down," Eli said as he came around and started to talk her dress off. It fell to the floor, leaving her bare breasts on display as she only wore a thong. He moaned with delight at the sight as he took her lips in his. He then lifted her over his shoulder and carried her to the dining table as Riley yelped, not expecting that. He laid her down at the edge of the table and unzipped his pants, letting them fall to his ankles as he pus

Eli cut in, stepping right in front of me like a shield in skinny jeans. “And who are you?” she asked, finally acknowledging someone other than Aiden. “I was talking to him.” Aiden moved like he was going to step beside me, but I placed a hand on his arm. Let Eli handle it. This was his dream moment. His Olympic event: Confronting a Queen Bitch. “I’m the best friend of the one you called ‘little friend,’” Eli said sweetly. “Try again, babe.” Ty snorted behind us, trying and failing to hold it in.

"Before you... run out into traffic again. I want it... on paper." A sharp burst of laughter tears out of Eli's throat. He slaps his hand against the metal guardrail, shaking his head as the tears continue to slide down his cheeks. Liz breaks down right next to him, laughing through her sobs as she buries her face against Eli’s leather sleeve. "The guy spends five days in a clinical coma," Eli laughs out, his shoulders shaking violently as he looks at his brother. "And the first thing he does when he breathes on his own is try to sign a contract. You are unbelievable, Caleb."